You Don't Really Want It Lyrics - Chris Webby

Listen to me 

Learn from me 

I don' t play games, homie I don't have time 

Especially when I do this for my homes that they ain't got time 

I'mma do this for the city 

Every hotline, every block, every hood, every corner, every stop sign 

And I just want to get It for the days thst I was living in the hood 

Grew on the North side 

I was quicker than a bullet 

Just admit it, somebody will come after the crown 

But wtf I am here for? 

Stuck in this game, can't get out of it 

I don't have a plan, but I know one thing: 

Eyes on the process, I can't quit 

I'm never gonna fail so I'm on my own shit 

Got to keep going and I can't look back 

Took on a word, I didn't sell my bac 

So I ain't faced by none of this 

Cause in the reality, I love this shit 

I know it's out of meaning 

But it's really time to give it 

So it's only fair to let them know that I'm a motherfucking 

You know why we come for you 

So keep enjoying the show 

You don't really want it 

You don't really want it, neah 

Welcome to the Hunger Games 

You give up your life and get tones of fame 

You see my pockets are good are you tryin' to be chasin'? 

All this bullshit and sick of the politics 

All of these hoes really just want to party and have molly 

I think I'm gonna stop the game 

You bitches are here in my ship 

But I'm not spitting any less 

You can do what you wish 

I ain't stressing 

Coverages just don't give a shit 

I know it's out of meaning 

But it's really time to give it 

So it's only fair to let them know that I'm a motherfucking 

You know why we come for you 

So keep enjoying the show 

You don't really want it 

You don't really want it, neah 

Cause I came too far to stop 

I'm a monster, bitch, watch, you better call the cops 

I'm the call, people be callin' me sergent 

I keep calm until I flip 

Then I'm off of this bitch 

Cookin' up the East Coast dope 

I'm a ghost, you can't see me though 

It's so high nigga time 

Reach me bro! 

I'm feelin' so right 

No more psychotic, feelin' my rhymes 

I'm loosin't my mind 

You better hold your phone 

Before you leave with a broken nose 

While I sell dope I think about the overdose 

Until the dark how could I save my soul? 

I never had one bitch 

I know it's out of meaning 

But it's really time to give it 

So it's only fair to let them know that I'm a motherfucking 

You know why we come for you 

So keep enjoying the show 

You don't really want it 

You don't really want it, neah 

Cause I came too far to stop 

I'm a monster, bitch, watch, you better call the cops 

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